Having been summoned and invoked
I reach with my ten arms in all directions
Cardinally, ordinally, above, and below
I am she
Imbued with the power of the Devas
Wielder of the trident of Shiva
The Sudarshan Chakra of Vishnu
Holder of Brahma’s Kamandala,
Indra’s devastating thunderbolt,
Vayu’s bow and quiver with infinite arrows
Brandishing Varuna’s conch
Agni’s burning spear and Yama’s sword
Swinging Vishwakarma’s hammer
Of the bones of Dadhichi
Emitting Surya’s blinding rays
I cut down my enemy’s army
I alone stand to face him
He who is lion, elephant, snake, and buffalo
With my trident the death blow is struck
Beyond resuscitation my discus decapitates
I bid farewell for a future time
The need is now, we appeal to you
O’ great mother
The one who brings the end in terrifying form
Who is beyond defeat, the unassailable one
She who dwells in the Vindhya Mountains
We woeful beings on war torn land
Greed and lust for power dominates
Suppressed is the sacred feminine
O’ Mahishasuramardini do return